A plane is down in old California. The serum is needed now, oh ya, bring back the Doc, too! All clues lead to... well, trolls in Frontier Land. A wide range of PCs to select from. Ages 14 +
Rooke’s Trid & 2D has been a fixture in Bagg End for as long as anyone can recall. Someone it seems is trying to muscle Rooke out of the business. Time to enjoy a little Seattle street action.
Lifetime guarantee that those nasty pests won’t bother you again. Ask any one of our million customers... Mysterious deaths in Seattle continue, more at eleven... more pests? Call Ecolab tomorrow.
You and your buddies have been hired to get a “box.” That’s all you’ve been told. Traipse around Seattle in a unique experience. Role-playing is a must.
The runes are cast, fate has called, so prepare yourself for a weird, rag-tag chase around the world to defeat the greatest evil you’ve ever known-fear.
Just when you thought a runner’s life was all work and no play, a millionaire sponsors a little game just for people of the shadows. And the items on your hunt would make even the best runners cringe.
The North Coast of South America is being taken over, using force and a hallucenogenic gas. All is in turnmoil. You must protect your corp. interests. You must eliminate the opposition. Have fun!
Hoi chummers, you’ve been hired for some wet work. Your target: a heavily chromed trog. You know where he is, and at six-to-one odds it should be null perspiration. Hose it and your’re fragged.
The Night of the Long Knives continues in the Jet City as the group must find and stop the serial killer known as the mage slayer. Hold on Chummers, the night has just begun. Role-playing stressed.
The year is 2026. You and your brothers are the famous group known as International Rescue. Can you defeat the plans of the Nefarious Hood and save the world at the same time?
You are hired to rescue a kidnap victim. Mr. Johnson knows who took her. He even knows where she is. So why is he paying so much? Maybe it has something to do with all the paranormal security.
It’s 2073 and Minneapolis has been given the World Science Fiction Convention by fannish acclaim. But there are big problems in Mipple-city and Mr. Johnson wants you to check them out, chummer.
To earn a night’s pay a group of novice security guards will step into a world of corporate intrigue and magic that will change their lives forever, if they don’t end up dead.
A simple security job guarding a shipment of antique trinkets turns the Runners into amateur sleuths to save themsleves from corporate revenge. Characters provided for 8-10 players.
Point, Counterpoint: It was just a job chummer. Work is work, right? Don’t get personal, just get paid. Mess around with corps—geeked and on page 1. A Shadowrun mystery.
Shuriken was cutting ICE, cutting it well, until a spectral hand clawed its way out of his dock and tried to frag him. He ran. He ran to tell his fixer. There was magic in the Matrix.
At your door you found a letter: 10:00 p.m. Club Discord 1024 El Castro, Tacoma. Tomorrow. Inside there was also a credstick for 5000 nuyen. Signed Lord Quietus, a major figure in the Mafia here.
Mr. Soyimaya, your boss, was lost in the Jungles of Amonzonia. You are to rescue him. A Shadowrun in a new environment, the Jungle. No previous experience necessary.
Shurikion was cutting ice, cutting it well until a spectral hand clawed its way out of his deck and tried to frag him. He ran. He ran to tell his fixer. There was Magic in the Matrix.